I broke my foot on Wednesday, and am on crutches. The person who had the crutches before I did wore either perfume or spray-on underarm deodorant. Something in the 'Oriental' category of scents, I think, nothing I recognise. I am... not best pleased with that person. I don't like the smell, and I don't like having it close to me all the time.
The funny part was when I realised it was the crutches. I was like "Okay, I spent an hour and a half in the emergency department, so I would expect perfume and cigarette smoke on my clothes from close proximity to other patients. But this isn't that, this is something else, something fresher and in physical proximity. It's like it's on my shoulder, or under my arm... Oh."
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The funny part was when I realised it was the crutches. I was like "Okay, I spent an hour and a half in the emergency department, so I would expect perfume and cigarette smoke on my clothes from close proximity to other patients. But this isn't that, this is something else, something fresher and in physical proximity. It's like it's on my shoulder, or under my arm... Oh."